Chapter 209 Wushuang

Chen Cheng hardened his heart and said to the left and right: "I have already said it just now, dare to ........."

Cheng Yi stepped forward and shouted, "Huanghai, you still don't want to bring the troops back?" Do you really want to be killed as a deserter? ”

Huang Hai looked at Cheng Yi, and then at Chen Cheng, he hatefully threw the broken arrow in his hand to the ground, and then kowtowed: "The wife and children of the last general's family will please ask the general!" ”

Cheng Yi said: "Your wife and I support myself!" ”

Huang Hai stood up, wiped the blood from his face indiscriminately, and then turned his head and shouted: "Let's kill back together, don't disgrace General Cheng!" ”

The soldiers looked at the black-armored army waiting on the side, turned around in silence, and followed behind Huang Hai. Chen Cheng sighed in his heart, turned his head to look at Cheng Yi, and was about to say something more, but who knew that Cheng Yi turned his face in another direction, Chen Cheng was stunned, and swallowed the words that came to his lips again.

Not long after Huang Hai returned to the front line with his troops, Chen Cheng ordered the third wave of the Xiliang Army commandos to be transferred. The battle on the front line became fierce again, and the Xiliang army bulldozed a fence of the Han army and came to the third line of defense. The third line of defense was the last defensive position established by the Han army on the avenue. Instead of thin fences and moats, thick logs were used as supports, and they were covered with excavated earth to build a barrier.

This barrier is not high, but it is just over two meters and less than three meters. However, the terrain was narrower and close to Huangbei Mountain, and the Han army had hundreds of crossbowmen on the side, which could strike the attacking enemy from the flanks. Seeing this barrier, Chen Cheng couldn't help but think of his arrangement on the long slope.

Although the Han army was a light soldier and did not carry a large killing weapon such as a large yellow crossbow, it could also pose a great threat to the Xiliang army that came forward to attack by relying on ordinary strong bows and crossbows. He pondered for a moment in his heart, then turned his head to Zhang Heng and said, "Let the Black Armor Army repair for two quarters of an hour and prepare to come forward to assault!" ”

Zhang Heng shouted: "No! ”

Chen Cheng said to Wei Ran again: "You also prepare melee weapons, and when I come back, we will attack together!" ”

After that, he didn't wait for Wei Ran to answer, he stepped forward on his horse, crossed the corpses all over the ground, and restrained the war horse about ninety steps in front of the Han army's barrier. He jumped off his horse, took the "Sunset Bow" and walked more than ten paces, stood still at seventy or eighty paces, and then quickly pulled the bowstring.

The familiar force, the familiar feeling, the crosshairs closed at the place of a finger on the enemy's head, and then as soon as he let go, the arrow made a soft sound, flew through the open space between the two sides, and pierced towards the target. "Poof", a strong archer of the Han army who was shooting arrows downward was shocked, and the arrow pierced through his front door.

The arrow, as powerful as a crossbow of more than six stones, entered through the front door and pierced the skull, killing the archer on the spot. His body fell limply, his fingers loosened, and the arrow went into the shoulder of his companion next to him.

"Hmm!"

The shooter on the side covered his shoulders and snorted, and when he was scolding, a black shadow flashed in the corner of his eye, making his hairs stand upside down. "Poof!" The cluster of arrows pierced through one of his other comrades. This time the arrow hit the torso, and the cluster of arrows pierced the body and emerged from behind.

The Han archers who were shot did not die for a while, but they fell off the rocks due to severe pain. "Bang bang bang", the head was smashed on the stone, after all, it was not as hard as the stone, and it failed to break the stone, but the head was broken, and red blood and white brains flowed out together.

Crossbowmen stood on the rocks on the side of the hill and there was a loud uproar, and the ironclad and other armor were concentrated on the infantry in the front row. They had nothing on them but a sackcloth garment. If someone shoots an arrow, you will be injured even if you don't die.

Suddenly, someone pointed to the bottom of the mountain and shouted, "There it is!" ”

More than seventy paces away, Chen Cheng once again drew his bow to the fullest, and after aiming, the arrows immediately whistled out, killing a Han archer who was looking at him. The Han archers on the rocks immediately shifted their targets, their bows and crossbows were deployed, and arrows rained down.

With the current distance between the two sides, even if he was shot, he would not be able to penetrate the double armor on his body. Chen Cheng lowered his head and let the arrows and crossbows clange on him. On the ground in front of him, arrows continued to shoot diagonally into the dirt, as if a patch of grass had grown out of nowhere.

There are also many good archery players in the Han army, and there are also several marksmen. Chen Cheng waited until the arrow rain was a little weaker, and was about to fight back, when a loud bang suddenly sounded in his chest, and a slight feeling of pain suddenly spread from his chest to his brain. But it was an armor-piercing arrow that pierced through the iron armor and chain mail on his body, and the cluster of arrows penetrated deep into the flesh.

Although the arrow did not cause him much harm, it was a real threat. When he keeps his head down, of course, he can be protected by armor and helmets, but when he shoots arrows, he can't always look at the ground. If he is ** a few more times, even if he has a tenth-level "iron bone" now, he won't be able to bear it.

He looked up, trying to find the enemy he had just shot him, but he saw the arrows falling from the sky. So he raised his right arm to protect his head and face, and took a few steps back. At such a distance, he can shoot so accurately, he must be a rare master in the army, and he must use a very laborious strong bow.

If the opponent does not have "infinite stamina" like himself, then if he shoots a few times, he will stop because of his lack of stamina. Taking a few steps back, and fewer arrows landed on his body, Chen Cheng lowered his arm and narrowed his field of vision, taking in the situation on the opposite mountain rock.

After shooting a few rounds, many Han archers were stunned to find that the burly armored archers below had more than a dozen arrows stuck in their bodies, but they were as if nothing had happened. Everyone knows that the power of the bow and arrow can be greatly weakened at such a distance, but it is too much for the enemy to be shot like a porcupine and still move freely, right?

Chen Cheng observed for a while, and the enemies he saw were all about the same, and he didn't have the ability to tell who was the master and who was the average elite, so he opened his bow and arrow again and aimed at the enemy on the mountain. This time, the crosshairs should be placed on the two fingers of the enemy's head. Just as he was about to let go of his fingers, a black spot flashed in the corner of his eye, and he quickly shifted the target of the shot, relying on the thickness of the blood, he did not dodge the arrow that came over, and he shot back with an arrow.

"Rub", the arrow cluster broke through the iron armor on the chest, but failed to penetrate the chain mail inside. Chen Cheng's whole body shook slightly, but when he was hit by an arrow, he only regarded it as a breeze, and his sharp eyes stared at the arrow he shot.

Shanyan, a Han army archer had just put back the raised iron-tired bow when he heard someone screaming beside him, and then rolled down. But the arrow that Chen Cheng counterattacked was not calibrated after all, and the arrow hit the bystanders next to the target. The Han army archer was shocked in his heart, and when he saw Chen Cheng draw his bow and arrow again, aiming at this side, he didn't dare to stand in place anymore, jumped off the mountain rock, and hid in a place where the enemy's line of sight could not see.

When Chen Cheng saw the enemy fleeing, he couldn't help but laugh twice, and then shot the arrow in his hand. In the midst of the whistling, another Han archer fell to the ground with an arrow. Then he moved forward, firing his bow and arrows, killing the enemy crossbowmen one by one. In the short time it took to remove the arrow and pull the bowstring, he was able to take two steps forward. By the time he had shot five arrows and wounded five enemies, he had returned to his original position.

On the top of the mountain, Wang Dang, who was under the big flag, saw Chen Cheng shoot like this, his face changed slightly, and he pointed to the bottom of the mountain and asked, "Among the thieves, there are also such warriors?" Do you know who this man is? ”

Someone squinted his eyes and looked at it carefully, and blurted out, "It's that person!" ”

Wang Dang asked, "Who is it?" ”

"I heard that the leader of the Xiliang bandits, Chen Cheng, who claims to be the pastor of Liangzhou, has unparalleled archery skills in the world. I'm afraid that the person under the mountain is Chen Cheng's house! ”

Wang Dang pondered for a moment when he heard this, and said, "If it is really Chen Cheng, it is a miracle!" ”

He stood up and ordered: "Order the cavalry to prepare!" ”

Chen Cheng stood at the foot of the mountain, constantly opening his bow and shooting arrows, turning the enemy on the mountain on his back and turning his horse. He didn't care about the battle on the road down the mountain, just stared at the Han army's crossbowmen, even if the enemy kept moving, the hit rate of the arrows he shot would be significantly reduced, but in that case, the enemy army would also not be able to deal effective damage to the mountain.

With his own strength, he suppressed hundreds of Han army crossbowmen, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but just took it for granted. He has worked the most on the bow and arrow, and the weapon points after each upgrade have also been added to the bow and arrow, and the proficiency has almost reached five hundred, and the "strong bow" and "mounted archery" have also been upgraded to a very high level, if this can't have a crushing effect on mortals, it will be really bad.

Taking out the arrows, pulling the bowstring open, thousands of arrows have formed muscle memory, and with a high level of proficiency, his rate of fire is much faster than normal. Every time an arrow is shot, the bottom left corner will show whether it hit or not. If it hits, it will also show the difficulty of the shot and the distance of the hit, which allows him to fine-tune it.

The two bags of arrows were almost finished, and the sound of horses' hooves on the Huangbei Mountain was sharp, and fifty Han light cavalry climbed to the top, and then rushed down with a roar. Wei Ran's loud warning voice came from behind him, "Lord be careful!" ”

Chen Chengxin said: Is the enemy really coming with such a hand? Fortunately, I was defensive.

He whistled, snorted loudly not far away, and ran excitedly. The distance between the two sides was already very close, and in less than a breath, Gollum had already run to his side. Chen Cheng immediately put away his bow and arrows, then turned over and got on his horse, grunting his hooves, and in an instant, he was already far away.

The next moment, Fang Tian's halberd had already been lifted in his hand, and the heavy weapon in his hand had a heavy feeling, which made people feel extremely relieved. Armed with a sharp weapon, the murderous intent arises. To this world, Fang Tian's halberd is more than just a sharp weapon?

War horses, iron armor, halberds, all three, Chen Cheng was full of pride. With a slight kick at his feet, the war horse turned around and faced the light cavalry of the Han army rushing down from the Huangbei Mountain. Fang Tian's painting halberd was raised, and at the top of the three-meter-long halberd, a cold light was flashing on the huge crescent moon.